Taken by the inexorable passage of time and space, Opal crosses an intransversible
chasm to eternity. Yet, how vividly she is recalled in our memory! Like magic, we can
see her still. A most exquisite creature of beauty walks through our home as if she were
alive. And when we look up to heaven, we see her running with the angels! If only we
could take comfort in the chimera.
Loved by all, Opal had a star quality. It was as if she had a light that shone from within
and blessed all that it touched upon. A dear and respected friend at the time, said to me
one evening in handling class, that Opal’s eyes …” shone like luminous pools of light. “
How accurately this described her. Opal had beauty, a beauty that was so unique,
especially her eyes, and the way they looked at you, they were so expressive, they were
almost human. I never really thought of Opal as a dog. No one knows more acutely than
we how much we lost by losing her. Every day without her we are reminded of that loss
by the absence of her gifts: beauty, light, love and joy.